It was damp and dark, but I found the black car. Pulling on the handle it was locked. Frowning I slipped my hand under, looking for a set of keys. A pair dropped, jingling. Pushing it into the lock, before opening the door. As soon as I sat down the cell phone on the passenger seat rang.
    “Hello?”

    “Very good Mr. Dalton, you’ve made it so far. Now open the laptop.” I did as she said, and the screen came to life.
    “Now type in ‘BreakHer’ one word” Clicking the keys, the password protecting unlocked.
    “I’m in”
    “I’m sure that’s what they all say. Now I want you to click on the red icon” Finding the old woman a bit dirty for a time like this, however it did lighten my mood a bit.
    “What’s it for?”
    “You’ll see” Chuckling as the icon opened, four small screens displayed. There sitting in the divers seat was Ray.

    “Its Ray” Almost more excited then I should of sounded.
    “Yes, I have installed person cameras all over her car, she’s clueless to them. However you can see and hear her, she can only hear you if you hit the small blue bottom in the top right corner. That will call the cars phone, connecting you to her. I wouldn’t do that unless you want to have an earful. Raydance doesn’t like to talk while she’s driving.” Well gee that explained why she kept telling me to shut up.

    “Now what?” Feeling like nothing was in my hands.
    “Being you is a black case, containing weapons. Do as you like with them. However I have already booked you a room at the closets hotel in the area to Rays house. Do Not go to her house.”
    “Why the hell not?”

    “Because if she known’s your in town, she’ll loose all concentration. Which could very well be the thing to get her killed.” Nodding I agreed.
    “Good” I froze, crazy old bat had cameras in this car to.
    “Alright moving along. Head to the hotel, a built in gps is already installed into that car, so just simply hit the red button and go.” The engine started right up, as I hit the red button. Following the directions, parking at a large hotel.

    “Anything else?” Grumbling.
    “Yes, Raydance will be making tons of stops on her route. Be sure to follower her,….without being spotted. And I don’t mean just from her. She’s going to be tailed as soon as she passes the border of Jersey.  She’s already going to be on high alert, so it will make things more complicated for you.”
    “Just what exactly and I doing to help her?”

    “Simple, you kill anyone who is at the brink of taking her life. If I tell you to shoot, you better damn well shoot. Do I make myself clear.”
    “Just what makes you think I’ll just kill someone?”
    “Because Dalton its in your blood, you were always a natural in the field. And I know you wont watch another woman you care for, die in front of you”

Son of a bitch…how many people know about her…

    “Fine, so who am I suppose to protect her from?”  IF I was to protect her, I needed more then these half ass answers I was getting.

    “Two men are the largest threat. Being they are the head of the snake, chop off the head and the babies will scatter.”
    “So who are they?” Damn old woman, I liked her better when she was stuffing me full of food, and not bullshit.
    “Charles Luther is the man who burned her. He’s going to be her first target. He holds the disk she was suppose to deliver. Dalton she wont leave without that disk, and I can’t stress this enough. Whatever you might see or hear don’t, I repeat don’t shoot Charles till she’s cleared the area.”
   
    “I’m dying to know why” Tapping the steering wheel.
    “Charles is what you call a smarter Harrison” Her words prickled my backside. One Harrison was bad enough, now I had a smarter one to deal with.
    “Fucking fabulous” She sighs, before talking.
    “Dalton in the trunk is a few other items you might find useful. Raydance wont be doing anything till tomorrow. She’ll most likely drive straight threw the night, needing a few hours of sleep. You might see her talking to a blonde or a red head, their her partners.”
    “She has a team?”

    “Yes, a hacker and a lawyer of some sorts.” Clever woman, just wish this wasn’t happening.
    “I’m heading in.”
    “Good, if you need something call the last number on the cell.” She ended the call, as I got out. Popping the trunk, looking in. Smiling like a kid at Christmas, she sure did have some fun toys. Closing the trunk before grabbing the black case from the back. Walking in I check at the front desk, taking my room card. Entering the room placing the case on the bed. Opening it I found a sniper gun, along with a smaller hand gun.

    A long hot shower as I contemplated what I was doing. This was not something I was thinking of taking back up. But Ray was special to me, and if I needed to protect her I would. The water dripped off my face, watching as it hit the white shower floor. My hands pushed hard against the title wall, pounding once my fist clenched.
   
We need her, she’s not like other woman….he spoke making me grind my teeth.

Obvious he was right, I so needed this woman. I just wish she’d of told me about herself. Maybe then I could of prevented this from going south. Protect her somehow, take her away from all the bad people who were looking to put a few rounds in that delectable body. Why would someone like her, do such a dangerous job.

Same reason you did….


The water turned off, letting the remaining dips fall to the floor. My hair had gotten a little longer, it would have to be cut. Grabbing a towel drying myself off, my hands leaning my body over the sink looking into the large steamed mirror. Swiping my hand across it, showing my hard face. She’d never fall for a man like me. Sighing grabbing a pair of clippers.
    Shortening the length by half, it was quickly bringing me back into that mind state. I had opt to shave, but decide against it. Growing found of my five a clock shadow. Leaving the confines of the bathroom, I froze at the sight of a tall black man standing in my room. Looking at the gun case, he followed my gaze grinning.

    “You must be Mr. Dalton” His deep rich voice, filling the small room.
    “That depends on who’s asking” Standing with just a towel wrapped around my waist.
    “I’ve been sent my Mrs. Sandy. Names Ron” Sticking his hand out to shake mine.
    “Sandy sent you?” Looking at his hand, then his face.
    “Yes, she’s a interesting woman” Chuckling. He reminded me of a large chocolate bar, but his build made me rethink he could melt in your hand.
    “That she is. What did she send you for?” Relaxing my shoulders.
    “ Your going to need clothes, and info on the surrounding area. That’s where I come in” Folding his broad forearms. Taking a seat at the small desk that almost every hotel room had. The bed contained a black outfit. Grabbing the clothes I tossed them on. Tightening the belt, I turned back to Ron.

    “You mentioned something about knowing the areas?”
    “Yes. Ray will be gathering Intel along with supplies before she enters Charles home.” His thin lips kept straight as he faced me. Never giving much away as to what he was thinking about. The snake like tribal tattoo that poked its red eye out from under a tight white shirt, suggested he was military as well. Along with the chain that hung around his neck, hiding dog tags.
    “How much do you know about Ray?” Taking a seat at the corner of the bed.

    “Enough to know she’s fucked” Sighing heavily. Wanting more he nodded.
    “Ray has a reputation in the big apple. She’s the best transporter around. If you have something you need to get out, she’s your girl. How much do you already know?”
    “Not much, she’s kept most of her life out of my reach” Frustrated I didn’t know more about my obsession.

    “Not surprising. Ray’s a private girl, she’s got two partners. Josie her hacker and Trish, who does everything from book loads to dealing with the laws. They all live in the hills past the city.” A brown leather brief case sits behind him, as I pulls out a laptop placing it on the desk. The screen comes to life, as he pulls up a few things.
    “Here, this is Ray’s place” Turning the screen towards me, as I get up. Its stunning to say the least. A one story white house with a few large windows. It hangs over the hillside, giving a new age look. The garage takes up the whole under part of the house.
    “She does well for herself” Stating the obvious.

    “Yes she does. This is just the tip, she’s also got a line of fast cars hidden in the bottom half. This..” Turning the screen and clicking a few keys, before turning it back to me.
    “This is Charles place, he’s a wealthy ass. She’s got to pass this gate, before getting into his main driveway.” Pointing to the large brick wall with a black front gate. Looking like the only way in or out, that would be displayed to the outside world.
    “He lives by the water, might have a tunnel under the house” Pointing at the ocean in the back ground.

    “He does, however it not accessible from the dock. Besides once he sees Ray he wont be going anywhere” Tapping another set of keys.
    “Do I even want to know?” Folding my arms.
    “Probably not, but seeing as how you are here. Might as well tell you everything. Charles has always gotten what he wants, doesn’t matter what it is. However Ray is something he hasn’t been able to have. She’s sort of like his hope diamond, and he’s doing all this tog et her. So we suspect.” Shrugging.
    “Who’s we?” Razing my brow.
    “Her grandmother and my team. We have been keeping watch on Ray since she was fifteen. The girls hard to keep track of.” Chuckling.

“I don’t follow? Why is your team following Ray around?”
    “Because it was a request of her Grandmothers. Plus Ray isn’t easy to keep track of. We had thought two men would of sufficed however, she’s proved to slip through our fingers on more then one account. Like I said her privacy is something she takes personal.” Nodding I had to agree, she did keep to herself.

    “So what are your men going to be doing?”
    “Were your back up, incase you need to get in there and get her out. Charles has the disk, which is why Ray is even bothering to go to him”
    “If she gets the disk, what then?” He chuckles.
    “Its not a matter of if, its more like how. Once she gets it, she’ll head to Texas and get Matt” There was that name again, maybe Ron would know.
    “Who’s Matt?”
    “Its personal Dalton, and I was under orders not to disclosed that information. At least not yet”

Damn it….

    “Now I’ll let you get some sleep, Ray’s not suppose to be coming in till late tomorrow. Depending on how fast she’s driving.” Closing the computer, before slipping it back into the case.
    “Just how good of a driver is this girl?”
    “She’s the best. Maybe better.” Holding the case over his shoulder like it was nothing.
    “Well be in touch Mr. Dalton.” Walking to the main door. With him gone, I felt the need to see her. Being there was only one way for that, I grabbed the car keys. Opening the car, grabbing the laptop. The door to my room clicked closed as I pushed the over sized lock. I don’t need anymore visitors. Setting it up where Ron once was, I watched as the live feed came threw. At some point she had stopped and grabbed a coffee. Her hands shifting from the wheel to the shifter.

Clicking on the screen that was probably hiding in the rear view mirror, I moved it to get a better look at her. Tired is what she looked like, her face was lightly pale making it seem like she’d been crying. Was this Matt guy that important to her, she’d risk her own life. Sipping the coffee, she flew past a tool bridge. Catching the attention of a cop.

    “Shit” She growled looking straight into the rear view, giving me those emeralds. The mustang roared as her foot hit the gas petal more, I flipped back to the four screens. Watching as the rpm were at their limit. The camera’s were placed in the best locations. One being in the rear view, the other being in the drivers side; side mirror. Another placed somewhere in the back giving the few of her head and shoulder while still showing you where she was going. The last I figured was on the lock from the passenger side. It gave me the whole side profile of her.